" said my "mother". He grinned, and said,"When I heard my little girl was on her way home, I managed to get away,Mary." And then he picked her up and ...ugged her fiercely. He then cameover to me and gave me a much more gentle hug, mindful of my bruises anddressings.They led me back to the kitchen, sat me down, and began to make dinnertogether. Soon, they were laughing, turning the act of making a mealinto a dance. It then struck me the quality they shared, it was Love.Love as if it was a liquid. He sat in a chair and watched us fuck for a while. Bob pulled out, lay on the couch, and had me sit on his dick, facing Jack. Jack pulled his dick out and started stroking it. It was already very hard. I was getting very hot and excited, because I knew these guys were going to fuck me a lot. Trade me off between them, and give me lots of orgasms. Jack put his cock in my mouth, while I rode Bob's dick. After a while, Jack shot cum in my mouth, and I swallowed it. He lost his hard-on, and sat. I turned over. "God!" I groaned. It was only 12 noon. I swung my feet to the floor and put on my sweats. Standing I stretched to free the kinks in my body. I walked down the hall and saw Gramma was in the kitchen with her back to me. She was wearing her robe and slippers. As I got near I could hear her humming a song. The tune was familiar, something from the mid-sixties. I said, “good morning”. I went straight for the coffee machine. "I thought you'd sleep to at least two or three more hours". There was value in that. It would have to be enough. ~~~~~~~ I was still restless when I finally went to bed, but once sleep finally took me I slept the sleep of the dead; if nothing else, Sonja had helped me to accomplish that. If I dreamed at all I didn’t remember a shred of it when I awoke, and I was barely hung over. It took me a few minutes to figure out why my eyes felt so scratchy, but then I remembered the pepper spray and the poor, drunken fool crying and slobbering after he’d pushed.